I know your secrets

I know your secrets

I know what you hide

I know it's inside of you

I know part of you died

I know you are restless

I know the time that you bide

I know that you are helpless

I know your stories side

And what scares you the most

I know you lied

Reading the familiar writing I glance up at you seeing the look of desperation, although this was long gone, dead, buried well over a year ago, you're standing on my doorstep wanting to know why I wrote that and why I left. Looking at the desperation on your face I realize it's not a want but a need. Yet you can't grasp that I need you to not be here, I need to let my silly little dreams go, after all only silly little girls have those dreams. Looking into the chocolaty depths of you eyes bring tears to mine, yet I don't let them fall, blinking the back I look away not wanting to remember. That part of my life is finished, over, I'm not the fiery, abrasive person I was now I'm cold calculating and quiet. I snap back to reality when I feel a pressure on my face, your hand dragging my face so my eyes meet yours silently searching for something, I see your face widen to shock although I don't know why. A movement I catch out the corner of my eye shows me that your other hand is coming up to my face stopping just below my jaw I feel your callused thumb wipe away moisture I didn't know was there. So you brought me to tears, hope you're proud of yourself! I think whilst sending a glare your way. Your eyes are still searching for something when I ask, you simply say my name, seeing confusion written all over my face you expand stating that this girl is not me. Closing my eyes whispering the old me is dead, that I have become too broken to be that person again. Shaking your head again you ask me why I wrote what I wrote. My reply to you is simply this, everyone has a story; yours was just a lie. Opening my eyes glancing back at you through my eyelashes I see the confusion, you don't see what I see, don't feel what I feel, at P.C.A. we were too similar for me not to see the lies, I was surprised you didn't though. Catching my eye I throw you a knowing look and realisation hits you like a tonne of bricks bringing your face down to mine your lips millimeters from mine. You whisper thank-you and finally close the gap. The sparks raging through my body giving me hope. A feeling I haven't felt in years, hope that two broken souls can fix each other and as the tear stained paper flutters to the ground I know something else.

You know my secrets

You know what I hide

You know it's inside of me

You know part of me died

You know I am restless

You know the time that I bide

You know that I am helpless

You know my stories side

And what scares you the most

You know I never lied

hey just to let you know here is my disclaimer unfortunetly i dont own anything ony the plot also i read the poem used somewhere but for the life of me i cannot remember where and it has been swimming around in my head for awhile... so whoever owns it u rock and total copyright thingies to you...

should i do the other pov or not... let me know... love you...